"I suppose you wanna know why lil' ol' me's doin' all this, huh, Batwannabe?" Harley asked, circling her chained prey with wicked intent.

"Sure, enlighten me." Batwoman sniped back, her tone less bitter than she would have liked. In truth it would probably be best for Kate if the villainess worked herself into the evil trademarked monologue, but really what would it matter why Harley was doing this? She was kidnapping and brainwashing superheroines and turning them into loyal... obedient... sex crazed... lesbian sluts! God, just thinking about it was making Kate horny! And so was Harley! The way the sexy jester's mad blue eyes were sizing her up made the redhead shiver. 'Damn it, Kate! Focus! You need to get out of this!' Batwoman's mental defenses finally kicked in, trying to break herself out of the spiral of arousal she was feeling from watching her captor. 'Focus on the chains! Not Harley! Don't focus on Harley! Don't focus on her brilliant white smile... Her shining black lips... Her sexy sweet ass...'

"Like what you see?" Harley giggled, slapping her open palm over her firm butt cheek through her skin tight costume. Batwoman instantly snapped her gaze away, blushing furiously. Harley grinned knowingly as she exploited Zee-Zee's attraction spell. Pushing her chest out toward the embarrassed do-gooder, the madwoman teased her already erect nipples as she baited Kate to look back at her display, "Tsk tsk, naughty lil' Katie, what would Detective Maggie say if she caught you lookin' at other girls?"

Needless to say, playing the girlfriend card worked wonders and Kate instantly threw Harley a threatening look, "You leave Detective Sawyer out of this!" She seethed, despite the way her clit tingled with each pull of Harley's visibly hard teats, "I don't know how the hel--!"

"Oh, please, Batdyke!" The insane clown cut off, thrusting her hips forward to Kate's suppressed delight, "Bats is the only one of you supernuts I didn't grill my angels about!  Ya really think Huney didn't used to jill off when she saw you two whores makin' out in the park!?"

"Huntress would never..." Of course, whilst the Huntress, Batwoman knew the now depraved nun would never have even thought about her sexually, but that didn't stop the image from planting itself firmly in Kate's imagination.

"You know that for sure, Katie?" Harley teased, moving in on her blushing captive. "Don't it make sense she'd stake you out to find out what made ya tick? And you saw what she's like now, don't go blaming that on me, hun." Batwoman couldn't help but shiver as she felt the mad jester slide her supple form up against Kate's own as she tried feverishly to deny, just in her own mind that, Harley was lying. "All I did was bring out the real her! A sex cravin', lezzie lickin', alien lovin' whore! C'mon, Katie, you know I'm right."

 

"Yye--NO!" Batwoman shouted, catching herself from agreeing with the blonde without even thinking. The heroine pulled against the restraints holding her arms up and keeping her trapped in the middle of the room, desperately trying to retreat from the very real shocks of pleasure Harley's touch caused even through her suit. "No! You're lyin--" Harley caught Kate mid-yell, planting her black lips onto Batwoman's red and kissed her tenderly. The redhead melted instantly, both her shock and objections dying an instant death in the face of her magically induced lust for the clown. Unconsciously, she leaned into the kiss and reveled in the feeling of the other woman's open palms coming to rest on her ass, a moan resonated in Kate's as the fingertips dug into her costume's buttocks.

"Mmm," Harley licked her lips, savouring the taste deliberately for Kate's viewing pleasure, "but we're not here to talk about Huney..." Kate trembled under Harley's wide, maniacal grin, unsure if it was from fear or arousal. Even if the insane woman no longer held the Joker in her heart anymore, Batwoman could see that Harley would never be truly free of his influence, "We're here to talk about you, Katie. The real you."

"Now, now, don't give me that look," Harley chided the look of denial that crossed Batwoman's face as the heroine tried regain her focus once more, "you know what I'm talking about. You ain't no Bat, Katie. You're just a fangirl trying to playing with the grown ups! Trying to impress someone!"

"No!" Kate shook her head violently, trying to pull away from the villainess' embrace but not fully succeeding. She wasn't going to let Harley demean like this. So many villains had tried to get under Batwoman's skin by calling her a copy unworthy of the man that had acted as part of her inspiration. Kate respected Batman immensely, but Batwoman was her own heroric creation! She had made even the Dark Knight understand that! She would never let that value go. "I'm Batwoman! I don't need Batman to be a hero!"

"Hehe, oh dear, you poor lil' thing." Harley sighed, moving her own head from side to side slowly as she drew Kate's body back into her arms. "You don't even know who you're trying to impress! Can't you see it, Katie!? Everyone else does!" Harley looked upon with Kate with what appeared to such genuine pity that the heroine actually believed her sincerity. "I saw it too, but I didn't wanna believe it till every one of my angels told me it was true! I mean, it just made me so sad to think I never did anything about it!"

"What... What are you talking about, Mis-- Harley?" Kate didn't even know what she had just caught herself from saying. The way Harley was staring at her made her feel as if the woman was both trying save her and devour her soul at the same time. Like she need only lead Kate one more step...

"It's me, Katie." Harley answered, and suddenly something clicked. "You're a die hard fangirl, trying to impress me."

 

'No! She's wrong! She's wrong! She's wrong... Isn't she?' Kate's mental reasoning fought in vain against both her thumping heart and throbbing cunt, the cracks widening with every second she felt Harley's body pressed against her own. No matter how hard she tried to deny it, somewhere deep in her soul she wanted to believe her captor's words. Like someone had planted an idea in her mind... The idea that Harely Quinn was always right... that Mistress Harley always spoke the truth... that she was just a Harley Quinn fangirl that wanted her idol to love and fuck her... that she was Mistress Harley's No.1 fan... that she would do anything for Mistress Harley... 

"Think about it, 'Bat'-babe," Harley laughed to herself silently as she watched Batwoman's resistance crumble, "Your pale white skin, your bright red lips, your sexy red & black costume, even how you make that blood red mane longer! You might be on the other side of the fence, but where better to try and get my attention?" The flowers were blossoming. With every word she said, the seeds she'd planted in Batwoman's subconscious while she'd been under the effects of Ivy's lipstick took root and went about tearing Kate's self-image apart. "It's just obvious you're just tryin' to impress me. Tryin' to flatter me by imitation... Tryin' to be me." Kate was so close to breaking, Harley could see it and swooped in for kill. She breathed hotly into Kate's face, "Am I right?"

"Nnnn--" Batwoman's denial died in her throat when Harley kissed her neck, "--yess..." 

Tears leaked from under Batwoman's cowl as she realized she couldn't deny the truth in Harley's words. Everything Kate had done in her mission as Batwoman... Fighting evil and protecting the innocent gained her notoriety in Gotham's underworld, taking the cowl of the Bat had been a direct challenge to the Caped Crusader's rogues, the act of accenting her pale white skin with her shining black and vibrant red costume, the way that very costume hugged her body and proudly showed off her curves for all her opponents to see... Coupled with her open & proud status as a lesbian and the maddening arousal burning in her core from Harley's closeness, the detective in Batwoman's breaking mind just couldn't deny where all the evidence pointed too... 

Kate Kane had a crush on Harley Quinn!

"Good girl," Harley praised, smiling happily as she observed the cumulative effects of subconscious triggers and magically induced lust completely warp Batwoman's inner thoughts and beliefs, "was that so hard?"

"Harley... I..." Kate's voice stumbled through her tears. Her resolve shattered, Kate gave into strongest feeling coursing through her and pressed her mouth against Harley's smile. "I think I..." she struggled, her will still fighting the unnatural desires planted within, but then her captor kissed her again. "I think I..."

"Yes?"

"I think I love you..." This time Harley locked Kate's lips in a long and passion filled smooch, run her fingers through the heroine's hair extensions, before taking a firm grip and yanking away the Batwoman cowl to reveal the crying Kate Kane. "I love you, Mistress Harley."

"I love you too, Katie."

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A/N: Thanks go out to ESchorcho for editing, for this and previous chapter. Please let me know what you think.

~solddate